"The heart is so deep, it is not suitable for admission to the hospital to practice, and the first precept assessment is unqualified!" Hui En stared at the precept, waved the wide monk's robe, and said directly and sternly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Shaolin Introductory Examination has existed for so long, and no one has ever drilled into such a loophole like Wang Chan, which little novice doesn't come up and punch at the lifeless wooden puppet? How do they know that the wooden puppet has no active attack consciousness at all?

Of course, Wang Chan didn't know that the reason why he did this was because he could only do this. When he didn't know what kind of strength these uncles and uncles were, he was afraid that he would be exposed as soon as he made a move, how could he explain his alien true qi? Therefore, Wang Chanda did not plan to make a move from the beginning.

Compared with the big secret of the little jade cicada, the inner door assessment is a fart!

Fortunately, Hui En thought that Wang Chan was playing tricks and wanted to enter the inner door to practice...... Seeing this, Wang Chan quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and understood that he had finally passed this level. Compared to this, it is a trivial matter to be assigned to the miscellaneous office!

And Wang Chan still has this hint of joy in it, because compared to the inner disciples of Shaolin, on the contrary, a miscellaneous monk of the miscellaneous service courtyard is more likely to break away from Shaolin, and the lack of a miscellaneous monk who has not learned Shaolin's advanced martial arts is really dispensable for them. With the jade cicada in hand, Wang Chan is not worried that he does not have advanced martial arts to learn. As for Yijing's provocation of the little chubby dun, hum, Lord Wang Chan has a lot of them, and he doesn't care about children.

Therefore, when Hui En announced Wang Chan's result, Wang Chan just responded lightly, then stood up calmly and walked back. Seeing Wang Chan coming, the crowd automatically parted ways, and all the little novices looked at Wang Chan with surprise and contempt, quite ashamed to be in the company of bad boys.

Since Wang Chan was the object of Huien's abandonment, he was ranked last to participate in the assessment. The assessment began with Wang Chan, and a total of 13 of the 56 novices present passed the assessment and became outer disciples, and if nothing else, these thirteen people will be assigned to the martial arts monastery to start learning martial arts, and will no longer engage in production and sundries activities.

"Today's assessment is over, those who have not taken the test, wait here, wait for Senior Brother Huiming to send you back to the Miscellaneous Servant Academy to continue your cultivation, and wait for next year's assessment. If you are over the age of 15, you will go to the Miscellaneous Service Hall to get a license to register, and from then on you will officially become a miscellaneous monk of the Shaolin Temple. Perform well, not necessarily without the hope of becoming a monk who knows the guest. Hui En glanced at Wang Chan in the crowd and continued. "Okay, after the assessment of the disciples, please come with me, receive the necessary items for the cultivation of the warrior monks, you will live in the warrior monks in the future, from this moment on, you are the real Shaolin Temple monks, you must pay special attention to your words and deeds in the future, do not fall into my Shaolin century-old prestige." ”

With the end of the assessment, the monks at the back of the main hall also walked out one after another, talking to their own favored disciples, and those little monks saw the elders of the sect with kind eyebrows, and most of them looked terrified, and there was a trace of pride and honor. The things in this world pay attention to incense and friendship, and the monks are the most important, and since then many of them have been firmly tied together by this faint incense.

Only the wizened old monk stood there without saying a word. Just stared at Wang Chan in the crowd.

Among all the people present, he was the oldest in his generation, and although he acted absurdly, his words and deeds still attracted everyone's attention. Hui En and the others looked forward with the eyes of the thin old monk, and when they saw that it was Wang Chan, they all felt a little inexplicable. What's so good about a bad wood with dull qualifications and a preference for being clever? But then, Zen Master Zhizhen's words made them feel even more inexplicable.

"Old man Shaolin Zhizhen, you are willing to worship me as a teacher. ”

Not only Hui En and other prime-aged factions, but even the group of young monks who have not left are also confused, didn't Master Hui En say that he is scheming and can't pass the assessment. So why is Uncle Zhizhen still willing to accept him as an apprentice?

In this way, isn't this disgusting bad monk their uncle? As soon as he thought of this, the little fat dun was even more angry, and his fat body trembled, his eyes widened, and he looked extremely angry.

Hye-eun's face was even more ugly, and Jijin's move was completely slapping him in the face. Although Hui En just thought badly, but one thing is not wrong, hehe, Wang Chan is indeed very witty.

A few members of the Hui generation just wanted to persuade them, but Wang Chan's next sentence directly made them hold back what they wanted to say, and they almost suffocated their internal injuries.

"I don't want to. ”

"Haha, what a good apprentice, it's good if you're willing, it's good if you're willing. Why do you bother to make such a big gift, why should you and I care about this. Zhizhen laughed, raised his leg and stepped forward, and appeared in front of Wang Chan, and then stepped forward and already walked out of the hall.

Zhizhen seems to be walking very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he is already more than ten zhang away, this kind of body technique is really terrifying.

By the time Hui En and the others reacted, there were still half of Zhizhen and Wang Chan. A few people couldn't help but think of some rumors about Zhizhen, which were mentioned by the elders of the sect when they were still the little novices of the Warrior Monastery, and they couldn't help but be stunned on the spot. Are all the rumors true? Huien's eyes widened.

On the Shaolin Xiaolian Peak, the cool breeze is blowing.

An old man and a young bald donkey stand on the mountain peak, looking like they are standing in a lotus flower from a distance, and this is also the origin of the name of the small lotus peak.

Can pass on a thousand Buddha rings, set on the nine lotus platform.

Zhizhen laughed and said, "Good apprentice, don't hurry up to apprentice." ”

Wang Chan was stunned for a moment and scolded: "Which one promised to worship you as a teacher!"

Although Wang Chan had already seen that the monk in front of him must be very important at this time, the more this was the case, the easier it was for him to discover his secrets. What's more, Ge Laozi dared to take it first without asking and force me? Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it!

"You have a fate with my Buddha, I have a fate with you, fate is born and dies, and you see yourself as you come. Zhizhen stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wang Chan's head, with a mysterious smile on his face.

Watching Zhizhen's right hand slowly stretched out towards him, Wang Chan felt that there was nothing left in the heavens and on the ground, only this thin hand like old bark. Fortunately, he didn't feel the malice on the other party's body, and when Zhizhen's hand touched Wang Chan's bare head, he only felt a warm true qi flowing into his body and slowly converging with the true qi in his body. During the whole process, Wang Chan only felt a burst of comfort, and couldn't help but look up at the thin old face full of smiles in front of him, like an old bark. It turned out that he already knew.